06 December 2007

How was dinner? To paraprhase Vir Koto "It tasted good going down but not so good coming back up..." Yup! That was my dinner!

Breakfast: Jimmy Dean Breakfast Bowls Sausage (Eggs, Potatoes, Sausage & Cheddar Cheese) and a bag of Cheese-Its plus a can of D.P. and a cup of two of coffee...

Snack:Six little Oreo cookies and coffee...

Lunch: An "origional" Burger King chicken samwhich, large fries and a "Diet Coke, no ice please..." It tasted quite adequate.

Dinner:Cheese and Broccoli Chicken

Soup and chunks of baked "French Bread". I bought a can of "French Bread" and baked it before eatting dinner.

The soup tasted fine the first several spoonfuls but then it started to taste like something was off. That could not be true, I had used fresh ingredients, clean cooking pots and flatware and had not undercooked it. (i.e. the chicken was well and truly done, well boiled) I had seconds because

1. I was the cook and
2. I was hungry
3. and I didn't want to wake up hungry the next moring (I did anyway...)

I washed the dishes, feeling more and more sick to my stomach as time passed. So, I said the magic phrase my wife loves to hear:

"I'll walk the dog."

I then took my dog outside, insured the two back doors were locked (they were, of course) and went to the fence on the north side of the yard. (We have no neighbors there.)

I proceded to stick my finger down my throat three times and barfed over the fence onto the "neighbor's" yard. I could tell my body wasn't quite ready for vomiting as it took some effort to trigger my gag relex; on the other hand, I could easily tell that I would have woken up with vomit in my mouth had I not done this before going to bed...

My wife hates it when I vomit.

As I was drifing off, I found myself composing "vomiting songs". The only two of these "wonderful" lyrics I can rememger are:

"Putting your finger down your throat ain't so hard/
barfing in the neighbor's yard...

If you like irony, consider that I was reading a "foodie" article on Slate before I decided to update this. I went back to the article and realized that most of the food the author thought was wonderful would be stuff that I wouldn't have touched...